Wednesday, July 19, 2023

Alexei's letter to Alexandra, dated November 14, 1915

Source:

Kler Chernikina at lastromanovs on VK


The letter:

Ставка, 14 Ноября 1915 г.
Абажаемая моя.
Теперь я не чего не делаю, толькочто погулял и теперь пишу Тебе. Утром был в Церкви и после гулял. Бельгиец вернулся. Очень рад видеть Бельгийца (Grassouillet) и Японца (Rondelet). Всем передал Твои поклоны. Жилик срывает себе волосы от горя что не может поздравить Тебя, он забыл это делать вчера. Целую Вас и давлю. Да хранит Вас Господь Бог.
Любящий Вас Ваш преданый и почетаемый
Алексей Романов.
Боже Царя храни и Царицу и Их императорских Высочеств и Его Императорского Высочества.
Ура

English translation (my own):

Stavka, November 14, 1915
My Abazhaemaya.
Now I am not doing anything, I just took a walk and now I am writing to You. In the morning I was in the Church and then walked. The Belgian is back. Very glad to see the Belgian (Grassouillet) and the Japanese (Rondelet). I have conveyed your regards to everyone. Zhilik is tearing his hair out of grief that he cannot congratulate You, he forgot to do it yesterday. I kiss You and squeeze You. The Lord God keep You.
Your loving devoted and honored
Alexei Romanov.
God save the Tsar and the Tsaritsa and Their Imperial Highnesses and His Imperial Highness.
Hurrah


Above: Alexei with Pierre Gilliard, his French tutor.


Above: Alexandra.

Note: Zhilik was a nickname Alexei and his sisters used for Pierre Gilliard, their French tutor.

Pierre Gilliard's letter to Alexandra, dated November 14, 1915

Source:

Kler Chernikina at lastromanovs on VK


The letter:

Madame,
La journée d'hier s'est bien passée. Au bout d'une heure et demie de grand air le malaise qu'éprouvait Alexis Nicolaévitch en se réveillant avait complètement disparu.

Il a préféré cependant déjeuner à part puis Il S'est promené au jardin avec Sa Majesté.

Nous avons lu le soir en russe et en français.

La nuit a été heureusement très bonne et ce matin Il a accompagné Sa majesté à la Messe à 10 heures et quart, puis Il S'est promené avec tout le monde à la grande joie des généraux belges et japonais.

Alexis Nicolaévitch a un peu maigri pendant ce dernier voyage qui était fatigant, mais Il mange maintenant chaque jour une grande assiette de gruau pour rattraper ce qu'Il a perdu.

Je prie Votre Majesté de recevoir tous mes humbles remerciements pour le message qu'Alexis Nicolaévitch m'a transmis de Votre part. Je suis avec profond respect, Madame, de Votre majesté le très humble et très obéissant serviteur.
Pierre Gilliard
Grand Quartier général
Ce 14 novembre 1915

English translation (my own):

Madame,
Yesterday went well. After an hour and a half in the open air, the malaise Alexei Nikolaevich felt on waking up had completely disappeared.

However, he preferred to have lunch apart and then He walked in the garden with His Majesty.

We read in the evening in Russian and in French.

The night was fortunately very good and this morning He accompanied His Majesty to Mass at a quarter past 10, then He walked with everyone, to the great joy of the Belgian and Japanese generals.

Alexei Nikolaevich lost a little weight during this last tiring journey, but He now eats a large plate of gruel every day to make up for what He has lost.

I beg Your Majesty to receive all my humble thanks for the message that Alexei Nikolaevich transmitted to me from You. I am with deep respect, Madame, Your Majesty's very humble and very obedient servant.
Pierre Gilliard
Grand General Headquarters
This November 14, 1915


Above: Alexei playing with his spaniel Joy.


Above: Pierre Gilliard.


Above: Alexandra.

Alexandra's letter to Nicholas, dated September 1, 1915, and Nicholas's telegram, dated September 1, 1915

Sources:

Letters of the Tsaritsa to the Tsar, 1914-1916, published by Duckworth & Co., 1923



The letter:

No. 109.
Tsarskoje Selo, Sept. 1-st 1915
My own sweet Nicky dear,
Grey and dark & I am writing by lamp light. Slept badly. — Looked through the papers — what terrible hard work for our troups, such concentrated strength against us — but God will help on. It is pleasure to read how much clearer better the news is written now & it strikes all — it explains everything easier. — Is the Duma being closed? Every day articles, that its impossible one will send it away when so much needed etc. but you see the papers too — high time 2 weeks ago to have closed it. —

But they do go on persecuting the German names, Stcherbatov, who told me he would be just and not harm them, now bows down to the wishes of the Duma, clears away all German names — poor Gilhen hunted away one, two, three from Bessarabia, he came crying to old Mme Orlov. Really he is a mad coward — all those honest people, completely Russian besides — kicked out — why, Lovy, did you give the sanction?

Change him quicker, one only gains enemies instead of loyal subjects — the mess he makes in a day will take years to correct.

A. got a charming telegram from Kussov intensely happy having heard the news about you. — She saw Bezak at Nini's, & he spoke splendidly, enchanted that Dgl. Orl. & Nik. have left & Nikolai agrees too, says it right & left, & spoke so well about Goremykin. — One says the prorogation of the Duma till Oct. 15, pitty date is fixed so early again, but thank goodness it now dispersed — only one must work firmly now to prevent them doing harm when they return. The press must really be taken better in hand — they intend launching forth things soon against Ania — that means me again, our Friend was for me too, so A. sent a letter she received to Vojeikov to-day, that he must insist Frolov should forbid any articles about our Friend or A. being written, they have the military power & its easy for them. — Vojeik. must take it upon himself, yr. name has not got to be mentioned — in his place, V. has to guard our lives & anything that harms us, & these articles are against us; nothing at all to be afraid of, only very energetic measures must be taken — you have shown yr. will & no slacking in any direction — once begun its easy to continue. —

The operation went off well & then I did some dressing. Little Ivan Orlov was very interesting, he has 3 St. George's crosses is presented to the officers cross & has St. Stanislav with Swords. He was a little contusioned & two men killed, bombs were thrown on his mashene, when it was on the ground. He has come for another. Throws bombs & arrows & papers warning them. — Kniazhevitch came for a few days — looks well. —

Then we drove, became sunny & nice. Met Baby in Pavlovsk park in his big motor with the boys. —

Thats nice Kirill is now too at the H.-Q., can have good talks with him. Egg him on to get rid of Nic. Vass.

I shall go with the big girls to town to-morrow to see our wounded, who returned from Germany, & then to tea in Elagin, & hope to place a candle at the Saviour Church for your. — We were yesterday evening at Anias to see Shourik & Yusik. — I have nothing interesting to tell you my Sweetheart. God bless & protect you & help you in your very hard work & send force & success to our troops. A thousand kisses, Nicky mine, fr. yr. very own deeply loving old
Wify.

Our Friend is in despair his boy has to go to the war, — the only boy, who looks after all when he is away. —

Fat Orlov says he has been told not to leave before you return & he still hopes to remain. — His amour propre is hideously wounded — forgets all he has said & done no doubt, & all his dirty money affairs. — Zinaïda one says rages, that the 3 have left, & in the next room Papa Felix tells Bezak he is delighted they have gone. —

Tell the old man I saw his wife & 2 daughters at the door & they look well & have left for Siverskaja. —

Nicholas's telegram:

Telegram. Stavka[.] 1 September, 1915.
My sincerest thanks to you and to Marie for your dear letters. Kyrill and Dmitry thank you very much. To-day I went for a long drive in the car. Wonderful country and weather! I kiss you fondly.
NICKY.


Above: Nicholas and Alexandra. Photo courtesy of Ilya Grigoryev at lastromanovs on VK.

Note: Alexandra usually referred to Grigori Rasputin as "our Friend".

Thursday, June 8, 2023

Nicholas's letter to Alix for her birthday, May 23/June 5, 1889

Source:

George Hawkins at Letters and writings of Nicholas II and his family on Facebook


The letter:

Zarsko Selo May 23 89
Darling Alix,
Just a wee line to send you my very best wishes on your birthday, which is in two days. I am now here in the Hussars serving with delight. I see Ella rather often and we always speak about your stay in Petersburg. It seems to have been so long ago! Now the weather is lovely. I don't remember such a spring with such heats! Have you heard about the betrothal of the eldest Montenegrian with Petioucha? The Shah of Persia was too funny during his stay in Russia.
God bless you dearest Alix.
One of the pelly party.
Nicky.


Above: Alix.


Above: Nicholas.

Note: "Pelly" was Nicholas's and Alix's mutual nickname for each other before and during their courtship days.

Alexandra's letter to Nicholas, dated August 31, 1915, and Nicholas's telegram and letter, dated August 31 and September 1, 1915

Sources:

Letters of the Tsaritsa to the Tsar, 1914-1916, published by Duckworth & Co., 1923



The letter:

No. 108.
Tsarskoje Selo, Aug. 31-st 1915
My sweet Beloved,
Again a sunny day — I find the weather ideal, but Olga freezes, its true, the "fond de l'air" is fresh. — I am glad you had a good talk with the old one as our Friend calls Gorem. — what you mention as having put off till your return, I suppose means the change of the Minister of the Interior — how good if you could see Khvostov & have a real talk with him & see whether he would make the same favorable, honest, loyal, energetic opinion on you as upon A. — But the Duma, I hope will at once be closed. —

Paul is not well, suffers, has fever, a colique wh. he has not had for many months, so is in bed — besides he is worried about D. If I could get some sort of an answer about himself, if you can make use of him at the front or H.-Q. & whether you are not sending D. to his regiment — I could go & tell him this. — Wont you send for Misha to stay a bit with you before he returns, would be so nice & homely for you, & good to get him away from her & yr. brother is the one to be with you. I am sure, you feel more lonely since you left the train — alone in a house for breakfast & tea must be sad. Will you come nearer? — And when about do you think of returning for a few days — difficult to say no doubt, but I mean on account of changing Stcherbatchev & "macking" the Ministers, whose behaviour to the old man & cowardice, disgust me. — I went this morning to Znam. with my candels, there I picked up A. & we went to the red Cross. She sat for an hour with her friend, whilst I went over both houses. The joy of the officers, that you have taken over the command, is colossal, & surety of success. Groten looks well but pale. Then I went to our hospital & sat in the different wards. After lunch I received, then went to A.'s to see Alia's husband who leaves for the war again to-morrow, & she with her Children to town. We took a nice drive — lunched & had tea on the balkony.

Now Baby has begged me to take him to Anias to see Irina T. & Rita H., but I wont remain there & shall finish this when I return.

Well, I sat there 20 m. & then I went to pray & place candles for you my Treasure, my own sweet Sunshine. One says you are returning on the 4-th for a committee of ministers?! Aeroplans are flying again overhead with much noise. — Baby has written his letter quite by himself, only asked Peter Vass. when not sure about the spelling. Gr.s wife has quickly left, hoping to see her Son still is so anxious for Gr.'s life now. —

Goodbye my Angel. God bless, protect you & help you in all. Very tenderest kisses Nicky love, fr. yr. own old
Sunny.

How nice that you saw Keller, such a comfort to him I am sure.

Nicholas's telegram:

Telegram. Stavka. 31 August, 1915.
I have received all your letters; hearty thanks. I have been very busy for the past few days, so could not write. I thank the girls for their letters. The weather is lovely. It would be better for us if it rained more. I kiss all of you fondly. Nicky.

Nicholas's letter:

Mogiliev. 31 August. 1915.
MY PRECIOUS, DARLING WIFY,
How grateful I am to you for you dear letters! In my loneliness they are my only consolation, and I look forward to them with impatience, but I never know when they will arrive.

During the time of fasting I went to church daily — either in the morning or in the evening — and was, moreover, occupied with Alexeiev, so that I had little time left for writing letters, and I have, naturally, neglected my usual papers.

Here I go out once only after dinner, although there is a very small garden here, adjoining the Governor's house, bathed in sunshine and prettily laid out.

What do the children say to my living in the Governor's house? He is an excellent, clever and energetic man. His surname is ugly — Pilz; that is why there are so many mushrooms around here! We eat them every day, and the foreigners are beginning to like them, especially the Japanese General.

Sandro spent two days here. He appeared with the Report, and then we had a long and interesting talk. He is very pleased with the change; he told me the same thing that Nicolai M. wrote to you, and was amazed at my enduring this false position for so long.

He has now gone to Smolensk. Yesterday Kyrill arrived here. I was very glad to see the charming Keller, who came quite unexpectedly, and departed the same evening for his Cavalry Corps. Unfortunately I could not speak to him for long, as old Goremykin arrived to the same morning: it was a Sunday. I received the old man after lunch — but, at any rate, I talked to Keller across the table, and everybody listened to the interesting things he spoke of.

He asked me to convey to you his deepest respects and gratitude. I am glad that Alexeiev has a high opinion of him too. I can see that you think Mogilev too far removed from home. If you remember, I thought so too before my coming here; but now I think it is the most suitable place. It is situated in the centre behind the whole of our front, to one side of the main movement of the troops, and so on. From Tsarskoe Selo it is no further than Vilna, and when the railways begin to work normally again it will not seem far at all.

Now a few words about the military situation. It looks threatening in the direction of Dvinsk and Vilna, grave in the Centre towards Baranovitchi, and good in the South (Gen. Ivanov), where our successes continue. The gravity lies in the terribly weak condition of our regiments, which consist of less than a quarter of their normal strength; it is impossible to reinforce them in less than a month's time, as the recruits will not be ready, and, moreover, there are very few rifles. And the battles continue, and with them the losses.

In spite of this, great efforts are being made to bring up all available reserves from other parts to Dvinsk, to push back the enemy at that place. But again, we cannot rely upon our worn-out railway lines, as in former times. This concentration will only be accomplished towards the 10th or the 12th of September, if, God forbid! the enemy does not appear on the scene there before.

For this reason I cannot decide to come home before the dates indicated. I beg you, my love, do not communicate these details to anyone; I have written them only for you.

Just at this moment, Katov has brought me your dear letter NO. 339, together with another letter for N. P. Be quite calm and sure of me, my darling Sunny. My will is now strong and my brain sounder than before my departure. Yesterday we had a good and conclusive talk with Gor.; you will probably see him on Thursday, when the Duma will be adjourned. He will be able to repeat our conversations — but I have quite forgotten to mention Khvostov. It is better to leave these questions over till my return.

Your charming flowers, which you gave me in the train, are still standing on my table before me, they have only faded a little. That is touching, is it not?

I shall finish this letter to-morrow. Good-night, my love, my little bird!

1 September.
It is a divine day. All the morning, from 10.30 to 12.30, I sat in the Staff Quarters by an open window, as usual, and worked with my Gen. Alexeiev and, to start with, Gen. Potstovoitenko.

Yesterday we made a delightful excursion, crossed the Dnieper on a ferry with our cars, and returned by a different route.

The country and the views are really magnificent, and have a calming effect upon the soul. May God bless you, my beloved and the children! Warmly and tenderly I kiss you and them. Ania too.
Always your old hubby
Nicky.


Above: Nicholas and Alexandra.


Above: Olga.


Above: Alexei.


Above: Grigori Rasputin with his wife Praskovia Dubrovina.

Notes: Alexandra almost always referred to Grigori Rasputin as "our Friend".

Pilz is the German word for mushroom.

Saturday, May 20, 2023

Nicholas's letter to Maria, dated September 12, 1915

Source:

Olga Grigor'eva at lastromanovs on VK


The letter:

Могилев. 12 сентября 1915 г.
Милая моя Мари,
Очень тебя благодарю за твои письма, которые меня веселят, тем что ты в них пишешь, в также вследствие некоторого количества ошибок.

Рад за тебя, что Н. Д. остался в Царском Селе, но этим он потерял свою службу на "Работнике". Ездила ли ты с Мама недавно в Петергоф? Я люблю вспоминать наши поездки туда по праздникам летом. Здесь течет Днепр и мне с самого начала хотелось погрести в лодке, но до сих пор это почему-то не выходит; только два раза пришлось переехать реку на пароме вместе с моторами. У меня времени очень мало и поэтому я должен кончить письмо. Крепко тебя обнимаю мой дорогой Казанец.
Христос с тобою!
Твой Папа.

English translation (my own):

Mogilev. September 12, 1915
My dear Marie,
I thank you very much for your letters, which amuse me with the fact that you write in them, and also due to a certain number of errors.

I am glad for you that N. D. remained at Tsarskoe Selo, but by doing so he has lost his service on "Rabotnik". Did you and Mama recently go to Peterhof? I love to remember our trips there on holidays in the summer. The Dnieper flows here and from the very beginning I have wanted to row in a boat, but for some reason it still doesn't work out; only twice I had to cross the river on a ferry with motors. I have very little time and therefore I must finish the letter. I hug you tightly, my dear Kazanets.
Christ be with you!
Your Papa.


Above: Maria. Photo courtesy of Ilya Grigoryev at lastromanovs on VK.


Above: Nicholas and Alexandra. Photo courtesy of Ilya Grigoryev on Flickr.

Olga's letter to Nicholas, dated January 23, 1915

Source:

Ilya Grigoryev at lastromanovs on VK


Alexandra's letter of the same day to Nicholas:


The letter:

Царское Село.
23-го Января 1915 г.
Папа дорогой мой!
Так скучно что Ты уехал. Мы живем по прежнему. Ездим как всегда по утрам на перевязки. Сегодня делали операцию Кобылину. Ему вынули из ноги осколок под наркозом и его бедного все время тошнило чем то желтоватым. А днем (без' час) должны были ломать одну ногу художника, у которой кость криво срослась и он ужасно волновался и боялся заранее. Емельянова (моего), перевязывала сегодня Татьяна и Мама присутствовала. У Ани утром 37 и 8 и были у нее брал Sergy и Тина. Тина невеста. Мама их вместе сняла. По моему она не подходит к нему, слишком мила, а он мягок, хотя голос как будто спустился на пол тона. Погода чудная, 10 гр. мороза. Солнце светило и даже грело, и небо было голубое, голубое — очень хорошо. Масса снегу на деревьях, который пригибал их к земле, что делало уютство.

Мы четыре гуляли. После Мари и Настаська поехали в свой лазарет, Татьяна и я в склад, где работала лишь Мадам Конрад — жена учителя музыки. Очень трогательно и скучно. Е. С. Дедролина с сестрой и еще 2 дамами выдавали вещи на дом — но кроме сестры Карангозовой, при нас никто не приходил за вещами. Оттуда мы пошли к раненым. Многие из них уезжают завтра в Крым из нашего лазарета. Двое — Крымец Отмарштейн и Крат 93 Иркутского полка. Гогоберидзе приходил вчера проститься. Завтра возвращается в полк. Папа душка, попроси Титирятникова привезти с собой кусочек Чёрного моря в бутылке. Пожалуйста! Не забудь — и еще скажи Ник. Павл. чтобы он помнил, что в Севастополе находится один из офицеров с дорогой яхты. Да! Пусть ему кланяется. Сейчас ½ 7-го сижу у себя в комнате. Алексей в игральной, обедает с мусью Жиллиаром. Ну, досвиданья Папа золотце. Господь с Тобой. Нежно Тебя целую.
Твой верный Елисаветградец.
Ник. Павл. и т. д. поклон.

English translation (my own):

Tsarskoe Selo.
January 23rd, 1915.
My dear Papa!
So bored that You have left. We are still living. We go as always in the morning for dressings. Kobylin was operated on today. They took out a fragment from his leg under anesthesia, and the poor man was sick all the time with something yellowish. And in the afternoon (without an hour) one of the artist's legs was to be broken, in which the bone had grown together crookedly and he was terribly worried and afraid in advance. Emelyanov (mine), Tatiana bandaged today and Mama was present. Anya has 37 and 8 in the morning and Sergy and Tina were taken from her. Tina's fiancé. Mama took them together. In my opinion, she does not approach him, she is too sweet, and he is soft, although his voice seemed to have gone down half a tone. The weather is wonderful, 10 deg. frost. The sun shone and even warmed, and the sky was blue, blue — very nice. A lot of snow on the trees, which bent them to the ground, which was comfortable.

We four went for a walk. After Marie and Nastaska went to their infirmary, Tatiana and I went to the sklad, where only Madame Konrad, the music teacher's wife, worked. Very touching and boring. E. S. Dedrolina with her sister and 2 other ladies gave out things at home — but apart from sister Karangozova, no one came for things with us. From there we went to the wounded. Many of them are leaving tomorrow for the Crimea from our infirmary. Two — the Crimean Otmarstein and Krat 93 of the Irkutsk regiment. Gogoberidze came yesterday to say goodbye. He returns to the regiment tomorrow. Papa, darling, ask Titiryatnikov to bring with him a piece of the Black Sea in a bottle. Please! Don't forget, and tell Nik. Pavl. too so that he remembers that one of the officers from the dear yacht is in Sevastopol. Yes! Let him bow. Now it is 7½ I am sitting in my room. Alexei is in the playroom, having dinner with monsieur Gilliard. Well, goodbye, Papa dear. The Lord be with You. I kiss You tenderly.
Your faithful Elisavetgradets.
Regards to Nik. Pavl. etc.


Above: Alexandra with Olga and Tatiana.


Above: Maria and Anastasia.


Above: Nicholas. Photo courtesy of Ilya Grigoryev at lastromanovs on VK.